Rescue on Guam Patrol

For these reservists, it wasn’t the typical active-duty stint—but a desperate search for plane-wreck survivors adrift in the Pacific expanse.

Already hot and muggy in the predawn hours of 19 July 1980, our day began in the barrack’s parking lot as the 12-man aircrew climbed into battered Navy pickups and drove to our P-3 Orion parked on the flight line.

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